"There are no many sons in the Tao, only a clear mind, with a quiet mind as the mind, quiet is clear, clear is clear, clear is clear, clear is spiritual, so Gou can be quiet with one heart, lonely and quiet, no troubles, no dust ......"

In the Qushui Palace, the most eye-catching thing is a slender still word panel on the left wall, black characters on a white background, mellow and peaceful, but it is extraordinary, and the rhyme is far-reaching. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He Yi'an stood at the end of the hall with his back to Leng You, but his mind fell on Leng You, who came in.

Leng You walked a foot away from him, bowed his hand, and said "Master", and then bowed his head slightly, respectfully.

"In another hour, you're going down the mountain, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Now you have a small cultivation, you can take charge of yourself, and the most worrying thing for me is Qing'er, although her cultivation is also good, but her temperament is weak and easy to be frightened, and those magic weapons and magic that go to the ancient desert are very evil and weird, you must protect your senior sister when you go down the mountain this time, I don't want her to have any mistakes, you know?"

"Hmm!"

At the mention of Senior Sister, a look of solemnity flashed in her cold and calm eyes.

"But......" He Yi'an's voice paused slightly, and then said coldly: "Maybe the biggest threat is not the Demon Dao, but yourself!"

In the Qushui Palace, the breath was stagnant, and an inexplicable depression gradually spread.

"The bottom of the mountain is not quieter than the mountain, even if you have the ice heart and cold Hua in your body, you will not be disturbed, just in case, the head of the sect has secretly given the demon punishment order to the heavenly punishment palace Tianjiao disciple Liang Qiuming, if there is really an accident, he will sacrifice the demon order, and gather you to destroy the senior brother of the Dharma Sect and many righteous Daoists such as the Ziyun Gate Lihuo Sect, and ...... you Punish the ancient desert!"

Master's voice was a little heavy, and he listened to it coldly, and his heart was silent.

What should come will always come, Bingxin Hanhua can't shelter forever, escape, how long can he escape...... When it really comes, although you are yourself, you are no longer yourself after all, what difference is there between life and death?

Leng You slowly raised his head, neither humble nor arrogant, and said lightly: "The disciple will not leave without permission, and if the disciple is incompetent, he will really come to that step of no return, and he will die without complaint." ”

He Yi'an turned around, his eyes shrunk, and a sharp light flashed, staring at the cold darkness in front of him.

The two faced each other, looking at each other quietly, and in the Qushui Palace, it gradually became dead silent......

For a long time, for a long time.

The disciple in front of him was expressionless, and his heart was not fluctuating much, perhaps, only people who have died once can have this kind of state of mind that is almost like stagnant water...... He Yi'an's eyes gradually showed a trace of exhaustion.

"Now that you understand what I mean, I won't say more, it's just that Qing'er has relied on you since she was a child, I hope you stick to it step by step, don't let her down and be sad. He Yi'an turned around and suddenly sighed, and the depression in the Qushui Hall slowly dissipated.

"The disciple did his best. "When it comes to senior sister, Leng Youfu has become a little heavy again.

"Okay, go out, let Qing'er come in, I'll get some pills for her." ”

Leng Youping responded calmly, took two steps back, and then turned around and walked out.

......

The morning glow has faded in color, like the white clothes of the goddess, flawless than snow.

Leave the hated sky, and come to the main palace from the east.

In the huge square, not far from the three thousand stone steps, there are dozens of disciples who are away from the hating sky, or watching or whispering, as if they are waiting for a person, and the closest place to the stone steps, there are three young disciples who are standing two men and one woman.

The woman in Tsing Yi stood alone on the side, quietly staring at the hazy earth under the three thousand stone steps, on her dusty face, the two leaves of curved eyebrows were skillfully drawn, a pair of eyes were quiet like water, but she couldn't ripple a few ripples, under the delicate nose, the thin warm jade lips pursed lightly, and there was no intention of opening.

The beauty is spotless, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, she holds an extraordinary fairy sword with a blue body, although her expression is not cold, but it is quiet in a small piece of the world, invisible and rejects.

In addition to Zhou Ping, who is quite burly and generous, with a faint anger on his face, another tall young man is really like a jade tree and has an extraordinary appearance.

He had a warm smile on his face, and he also looked at the vast world of Shenzhou outside the three thousand stone steps, holding a pure white jade ruler that was no more than two feet in his right hand, and slowly patted the palm of his left hand, looking calm.

This position is the disciple of Tianjiao under the seat of Huaizuo Zhenren of the Punishment Palace, Liang Qiuming.

As a disciple of the Punishment Precept Palace, he is quite peaceful and approachable, and he is not as iron-clad as Huaizuo Zhenren.

"Why hasn't it appeared?" Zhou Ping looked at the direction of Qushui Palace and saw no figure, and his heart gradually became restless.

Liang Qiuming glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that Zhou Ping, you have a holiday with that junior disciple who traveled with you, but you can't come nonsense on this trip to the Northwest Ancient Desert." ”

"Hmph!" Zhou Ping snorted coldly, tilted his head to the side, and stopped talking.

At this time, in the direction of Qushui Palace, I saw a bright light suddenly appearing in the vast clouds and mist.

Zhou Ping squinted slightly, and his face gradually became gloomy......

......

Leng You's four people landed on the ground, Shui Yunsha finally moved, turned around and greeted He Qing'er, and Zhao Buzhu's old face was extremely thick, and he was also lively, and he praised Shui Yunsha again, and beautiful words came out one after another.

Shui Yunsha didn't react much, but He Qing'er was embarrassed to hear it, and hurriedly interrupted: "Let Senior Brother Liang wait for a long time!"

He Qing'er, who was dressed in blue clothes, was as gentle as water and radiant, Liang Qiu was slightly bright, and he smiled and said: "Senior sister Qing'er, long time no see!"

"Brother Qiu Ming, in Xia Zhao Buzhu, Qushui Palace ranks third, senior brother Zhao is beyond his reach, haha!"

Zhao Buzhu was so close, Liang Qiuming felt helpless for a while, he didn't expect that there was such a bold fellow door in Qushui Palace, this enthusiasm was too much, and he also said loudly, "Where is Senior Brother Zhao!", and then intentionally or unintentionally looked at Leng You, who greeted him peacefully.

Thinking of the Demon Punishment Order in his arms, Liang Qiuming couldn't see through the junior brother in front of him, who also had a gentle and humble face, so he had to nod to Leng You, not to be too polite.

Zhou Ping saw that the group was chatting non-stop, and he was impatient for a while, and said coldly: "Everyone is here, then let's go!" Between the tones, he was quite irritable, which made several people frown.

This guy in the main palace really took the wrong medicine, and it seems that he really can't let go of the fiasco of the day before yesterday......

The corners of Zhou Ping's eyes flickered, but he saw Zhao Buzhu muttering in Leng You's ear again, but Leng You's face was normal, and he didn't say a word.

He intuitively felt that the two of them were pointing at him behind his back again, and his heart immediately became angry, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Senior sister, Senior Sister Wenren, Brother Qiu Ming, and this ...... Hey...... Senior Brother Zhou, you should hurry down the mountain!"

Zhao Buzhu's eyes turned around on everyone, and finally looked at Zhou Ping, and slapped Leng You's shoulder and opened his mouth with a big grin, but his voice was yin and yang, and Zhou Ping was so angry that he heard it, but he forcibly pressed it down.

"Wait a minute, everyone, wait a minute!"

After Leng You and a few people came, dozens of people around him turned their eyes over, with different expressions, and couldn't help but smile and whisper something soft, and at this time, seeing that Leng You's group was about to go down the mountain, a senior brother with a slightly wider body immediately shouted to stop the five people.

The man arched his hand and said calmly: "Senior Brother Leng You, Senior Brother Liu was summoned to the hall by the head of the house just now, saying that there is something important for you, so let you wait...... At this moment, Senior Brother Liu has rushed over!"

Following the man's instructions, several people saw Liu Yiqing walking hurriedly!

"What does the head of the sect give to the junior brother?" Liang Qiuming looked at Leng Yu with a little curiosity.

It seems to resist, but it is slightly gratifying...... Leng You's heart was very complicated, he looked at the ordinary fairy sword in his hand lightly, and said lightly: "It's a magic weapon." ”

He Qing'er was pregnant with the two of them suddenly, Zhao Buzhu pursed his lips, and said nonchalantly: "That weird thing, it's better to let Senior Brother Liu cast a good one for you!"

Liu Yiqing's steps were hurried and anxious, like the rough face of a lay disciple with a little sweat, and finally approached Leng You.

Zhao Buzhu had a hippie smile on his face, ignoring Liu Yiqing's embarrassment, "Haha, I'm still regretting that Senior Brother Liu, you didn't come to send Senior Sister and Leng You!"

"Okay, okay......"

Liu Yi panted slightly, pulled away Zhao Buzhu, handed the sword tire to Leng You's hand, and said with a light smile: "The head said that this magic weapon fits you, and it will be used by you in the future!"

Leng You took it with one hand, and suddenly there was a trace of familiar coldness, like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, so he shook it slightly, "Thank you to the head and Senior Brother Liu." ”

Liu Yi chuckled and took the ordinary fairy sword handed over by Leng You, but he didn't ask why the head said so, Liang Qiuming's expression was slightly surprised, but there were countless strange magic weapons in this world, and he had even seen more strange ones, so he just looked at them twice.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Liu's Leng You's junior brother is really extraordinary......"

"Subtle and introverted, unpretentious, Leng You's junior brother's state of mind is so good, in the future, the elders of the senior sect will definitely have a place for the junior brother!"

"There is Senior Brother Ding in the front, and Senior Sister He and Senior Brother Leng You in the back, but I congratulate He Zhenren in advance, haha!"

“......”

Only at this time, dozens of men and women around were smiling and kind-looking, and many people saw that Liu Yiqing had arrived, so they praised him one after another, so that Leng Yu was under the eyes of everyone again.

Liu Yi smiled lightly and said to Leng You: "These are some of my friends, two days ago, Senior Brother Leng's reputation spread very well, and they all gathered to send a senior brother out of curiosity. ”

I didn't think that Liu Yi's light cultivation was not very high, but his popularity was so good!

Leng You's face eased and he gave up his hands with all the senior brothers and sisters, and Zhou Ping, who couldn't hear many compliments not far away, turned his head, his face trembled, and his hands under the long sleeves clenched his fists!

"Alas......"

Raising his eyes and looking into the distance, but seeing that he was far away from the hated sky, the white clouds were a little, and the blue sky was open and clear, Liu Yiqing couldn't help but sigh lightly, as if he was big, and a little nostalgia slowly appeared in his eyes...... It's just that he thinks that in this piece of the world, there will eventually be a world that belongs to his younger brothers and sisters, and he only needs to watch.

Pretending to pat Qing'er's delicate hair lightly, Liu Yi smiled lightly and said, "Senior brother, junior sister, you hurry up, if you hurry, you can rush to Feixian Town before dark!"

Looking at Senior Sister Qing'er and Leng You, Huaida, who hadn't spoken for a long time, looked a little lonely, and reluctantly said: "Senior sister, junior brother, be careful all the way!"

"Alright, alright, let's go!"

In Zhao Buzhu's urging, He Qing'er, who was cold and had a warm smile, nodded to the three senior brothers and turned around.

In front of the three thousand stone steps, under the injection of the cyan aura of the five people, several people turned into a fairy sword magic weapon, and gradually filled with blue, blue, white and green colorful light, colorful and brilliant, gorgeous and dazzling, and in a moment, the light shrouded all the five people, revealing only a faint figure.

In an instant, five Changhong rose from the ground, and under the gaze of Liu Yiqing, Zhao Buzhuhuai, and a large number of fellow disciples behind him, Changhong increased his speed in vain, bringing up a slender and dazzling tail light, faster and faster, and finally shot away.

Away from the hatred of the sky, the white clouds are fluttering, and the fairy mist is rising.

And the shimmer of the sky, like a dream and a fantasy, travels through the unknown world, gradually drifting away......